frey
The deity appeared on the bough of a nearby tree. Naked as always, one leg dangled luxuriously down, their foot swaying to the melody of the woods. The air seemed to swell with life and the dusky-sweet smell of sex as Frey raised their arms above their head and stretched, the shapely swell of their torso, thighs, and ass on full display against the rough bark of the tree.
Reaching a hand down, the jar of honey and the apple magically drifted towards their waiting fingers. They appreciated the offerings more than the praise of course. "The bees and the trees certainly have been bountiful this year. " Frey agreed, their voice sensual and resonant as they pointed out where the Launceleyn's gifts had come from.
"I hope you're giving as much as you're taking, hun." They added with a heat-filled smile.
Reaching a hand down, the jar of honey and the apple magically drifted towards their waiting fingers. They appreciated the offerings more than the praise of course. "The bees and the trees certainly have been bountiful this year. " Frey agreed, their voice sensual and resonant as they pointed out where the Launceleyn's gifts had come from.
"I hope you're giving as much as you're taking, hun." They added with a heat-filled smile.
